How do you sum up all that is Mom?
Keeper of the cookies, and the peace.
A chauffeur, a chef, a cleaner, an errand girl, a tutor, a therapist, a top level negotiator, a playmate, a nurse, oh and a bank to name a few.
Somehow, this just does not begin to adequately describe a Mom.
We can be glamorous, sporty, refined, stressed, content, or happy. We are chameleons!
We are the one’s cheering the loudest at every little league game.
The one’s offering advice, even if you don’t want to hear.
We are the safe, reliable, warm hug you need at the end of the day.
Moms are the magic that can take away your pain with only a kiss.
Moms are the one’s who will love you the longest, and the hardest.
Moms, they have to be a little bit of everything.
Now that I am a Mom, I know the joy only a babies first smile can bring. I understand the primal need to protect ones young. I have experienced the sweet agony of nursing a sick baby through the night. I have felt the fierce pride of a child's first words, first steps, first accomplishments.
I know what it meant to have your heart walking around outside your body. I have silently wept for their pain.
Now that I a Mom, I strive to be a better daughter. I am more thankful for my relationship with my Husband then ever before.
Before I was a Mom, I didn't know how much work it was to be a Mother. Work of the best kind, work I love and am thankful for every day.
I’m so glad I get to be someone's Mommy, I wouldn't change a thing.
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